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“The man turned, his jacket opened, plainly visible a .32 in a shoulder holster the message screamed out ‘I can walk around London tooled up without any worries. It was time to go home….’

Peddling along to the first pickup, Stanley stopped and looked at the list. Here he comes looking around he looked twitchy no smiles today. In he goes, a few minutes, head down off he goes, go to the third one, wait he will be a while yet, here he is eyes everywhere looking around, very nervous, this is different it is on today. Miss a couple pick him up again, yes most definitely let’s get back to his flat. Now round the back there’s a small alleyway doesn’t go anywhere put the bike here chain on to many thieves about. Gloves, gun out of the saddlebag into jacket pocket, silencer in the other. Walk round to the front hand through the letterbox, people do what they have grown up doing, step inside pull the key through close the door. Stand still listen all quiet, up the stairs check the kitchen, toilet, bedroom, living room, suitcase feels heavy, whats the time? not much preparation fit silencer and wait. Time is a funny thing, if you have two minutes before you die it goes in a flash, when you have an hour and a half to pass it seems to last forever. A scrabble downstairs, make sure the safety catch is off, sit still, footsteps running up the stairs the door opened a man burst in put the briefcase on the coffee table and reached for the suit case, Stanley pulled the hammer back and the man turned.

NO!!!

Phht…phht

Blood splattered the back wall as the body was thrown across the room wait, silence, pick up the briefcase walk out slowly downstairs, wait listen. Open door step outside pull door shut. Walk round the back there is the bike at least it hasn’t been stolen.

Stanley sat in a park shelter the briefcase beside him. Tuesday morning very quiet, he looked at his watch five minutes, not many people around.  He looked through the missing plank at the back of his shelter, there’s the man walking along the path towards the opposite shelter. He reached it looked at his watch and sat down inside.  Stanley opened the briefcase, assembled the rifle, scope, silencer he looked around all clear. He put the rifle through the opening the stock firmly against his shoulder.  Look through the scope line it up, cross hairs  he’s looking at his watch again, nice and gently, control the breathing steady keep still, the rifle jerked against his shoulder and the man slipped down on the seat.  Stanley started taking the gun apart, scope, silencer, barrel, breach, stock all put away, close the case push the clips in stand up, pick up the case and slowly walk out. Down the path out of the gate along the road, no taxis about better get a bus….”

Michael Douglas Bosc – Author

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I was looking around various sites and found that Google had placed one of my books An East-end Boy in with the Pet Shop Boy’s listings. I have no objection to that except that my book is nothing like their song.  It’s as the East-end was just after the war with gangs, murder, corrupt police (some things don’t change) prostitution and general criminal goings on with Stanley Saunders at its centre.

It is both surprising and interesting how linking works, especially when my book is linked into a famous pop groups listing.   I am now busy searching for my other titles lol.  Just a thought boys, how about a song about Stanley? now that WOULD be something.

From one old East-end boy (E17) – Good old Google I wonder who they will link to my other books???

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc

 

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Many people around the world think there is a conspiracy about MH 370. That governments or large businesses are hiding information about Malaysian Flight 370.

It is the international airline industry which has most to lose in this disaster, because it is the trust between their pilots and passengers that is now at risk.  There is an unwritten but accepted bond that exists between the pilot and passengers and each must accept this.

However if one pilot kills the other behind the locked cabin door, then gradually depressurized the main cabin whilst staying on oxygen himself. The result would be that within minutes all the people in the main cabin would be unconscious and a few minutes later dead. They would just fall asleep.

It is too easy for a pilot to disable all the safety protocols in an airliner leaving the passengers at their mercy if they wish to play god or somebody else!

The pilot then flies to the deepest part of the ocean he can reach and lands on the surface, not breaking up and scattering wreckage. (We all saw the Airbus land on the Hudson and all the passengers walk out). Then all he has to do is to fully open the dump valve and the plane will gradually fill with water and sink to the greatest depth. Now planes are designed to exist in pressure situations so this is perfectly feasable.

That plane is sitting on the bottom of the Indian Ocean with all passengers and crew inside, never to reach their destination. And one pilot has totally destroyed that pilot/passenger trust. What is strange to me is that no one actually wants to say this out loud.

© Michael Douglas Bosc
ex- RAF

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I have not often been asked why I write about sex, but this week a lady asked me why I wrote for Lesbians.  To say I was a little taken aback was an understatement, so I asked for an explanation.  It seems that after reading A Caring Killer she came to the conclusion that I write from the female to female point of view. Although I personally would say I write from a Bisexual point of view. Now it has never been my intention to write for one gender or another. I write because I like writing and being a normal male I also like sex. I feel that there has been a taboo on this subject for far to long. Plus I find that unless it is cruel or in your face, for some reason people do not find reading about it interesting.

I try to write with passion and a feeling of love. Here is a brief resume of both Jason Watson and Stanley Saunders two very different people living in very different times but with one link sex!

” Jason’s story begins in the late 1700’s relating of his adventures both in the Royal Navy of the day and ashore in Jamaica, where, because of his sex drive, he has some amorous adventures.  Jamaica in that time accepted having a mistress and a wife as normal, but it could and does get a little complicated when Jason’s women get together.  But running through all this is a love story, deep and open with a care for his wife that today could seem strange.  This love encompasses all aspects of married life including her relationship with his mistress who becomes her friend and lover, not to mention his affair with her sister.  History tells that the social acceptability that ensued in the Jamaica of the 1700’s, was not acceptable in Bath or London. It was quite acceptable for Jason to have a mistress or two but not for his wife.  In A Bengal Poppy I followed Jason’s activities in England via the Europe to China, where war, drugs and as always sex played a great part.

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Then there is Stanley:  Born to a single mother just before the war, she brings him to London where she takes to the streets to provide a home and food for them both.  When war comes she is recruited by the government however when she is no longer wanted, she again turns to the streets.  Here she meets and mingles with gangs, villans and other low life of London’s East end.  But Diane is a very resourceful woman. She saves hard eventually buying a home for her and her precious son. Stanley’s mother loves her son and he loves his mother who has provided for him and protected him, he loves her enough to kill for her – and does.  So begins his career first protecting her, then doing ‘odd jobs’ for various gangs finally becoming a skilled assassin. Through it all runs the love story of Stanley and Gillian who were school sweethearts.  Again the women turn to each other for comfort and relationships develop, but there is always Stanley getting his fair share of the action”

I asked her what she thought of the story line and the book in general. “It was fine. Fast paced, plenty of action, sex and intrigue. It showed me an insight into peoples attitudes towards lesbian relationships and politics, nothing changes does it. The action really worked and the sex was well written, not blatant just normal. – did Canada really happen like that? did you know Stanley well? – yes Michael I liked the book, now I shall have to read A Loving Son then A Fathers Kill to find out what happened.”

Telling life as it was for some people in the East end of London and not hiding its warts or scars, is a story of survival. Making things ‘pretty’ just to please the public is not good, life was often very un-pretty for Diane and Stanley. Along with rationing and making ends meet, went the seamy side of their lives. Prostitution, gangs, racketeers, corrupt police, murder and general mayhem. It was a dog eat dog world for some and to survive they did what they had to do.

Diane was no angle, she was manipulating, calculating and basically deadly. She adored Stanley but could control him as she wanted. The fact that she looked after her ‘girls’ was the one good point in her favour. She made sure they were clean, kept their bodies and general appearance in good order and spoke well. Afterall they were high-class ‘escorts’ and brought in the money, along with useful information. When the time came she also knew how to handle Rupert the ‘Man From The Government’ when he ’employed’ Stanley, and her marriage gave Reg promotion.

I suppose looking at the stories again, they are written from a womans sexual point of view. After all the girls like each others company and enjoy each others bodies. So yes if you look at it like that, I suppose it is written as a Lesbian sex novel. But on the other hand from a male point of view, Stanley has his sexy and attractive partner, then there is Gillian. So along with the adventure and action he has what he wants or has he?????

All my books are out on Kindle.

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc

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I was tagged by Kiersten Rowland  http://www.kierstenrowland.com/2012/10/the-next-big-thing/ and asked if I would like to take part in a blog spot.  Up for most things I said yes then I saw the Huskies. Ah dogs thought I, well  although I do not own a dog now I am a dog lover so here is my dogie history:

As I said I am not a dog owner now, but for 30 years in two bouts of 15 we had a dog.  Jason was first, he was a labrador greyhound cross a fit as a flea and could smell a bitch on heat miles away, needless to say there were quite a few baby Jason’s. Mad as they came but he guarded the children well, so many happy memories of him that still make us cry with laughter just as they did then, it was really heartbreaking when he died.  We did not have another dog for a few years untill my wife rescued a ‘gone wrong’ bearded collie.  Dodgy (so named because of the following) was the size of a miniature collie, with a short smooth coat that curled when it rained,  foxy face, a lions mane of fur round his neck, curly tail, 4 spindly little legs, slightly curved spine and a dicky ticker.  But HE thought he was a Lion, came sailing with us, totally different to Jason but just as many funny memories, boy could he sulk.  Again it was such a loss when he died we will not have another dog it’s too painful when they go.   That’s my story of my dogs here are my answers:

What is the working title of your book?

A Loving Son

Where did the idea come from for the story?

It just came to me.  I had finished writing A Soldiers Wind and the story just came. Totally different to Jason’s (yep I did!) adventures, but still on an adult theme this time with love surrounded by murder and mayhem.

What genre does your story fall under?

Adult  romantic thriller.

Which actors/actresses would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?

I thought Russell Tovey for Stanley, he looks innocent but can be cold, calculating and ruthless.  Carey Mulligan for Gillian and Helena Bonham Carter for Stanley’s mother, in the book these women are stunners but can be as ruthless as Stanley.  Two beautiful tallented actresses and one fresh-faced tallented actor.

What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book ?

In the East-end of London after the war, attitudes and acceptances that no longer exist were prevalent, all things were possible, even murder.

Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?

It was self-published at first but badly. I have placed both the books on Kindle they have re-done, the good news is I now have an editor with a proper publisher interested in publishing them in paperback.

How long did it take you to write the first draft of your story?

Around 6 months.

What other stories would you compare this article to within your genre?

Not 50 Shades of Grey, this has a love story in there.

Who or What inspired you to write this book?

I read an article in a Sunday paper written by a woman reviewer, who stated that although there was adventure there was not enough sex. So I thought why not give it a go.

What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?

In the book I have written about life as it was at that time.  London was a hot spot of corrupt police, criminals, society, with murder an answer to most problems.  There are a lot of bodies holding up bridges etc., that’s a fact.  During these times and before the act came in stating that children of different sexes should have separate beds and rooms it was not unusual for several people to occupy one bed.  A peek back in time at attitudes is not only revealing but enlightening, things we frown on now were common place.  There are events too which I have put forward suggestions on the truth.  Obviously I will not say which ones,  when the books come out you will see, however I am ready for the Men In Black….

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 If Stanley were real he would now be in his 80’s, and probably unhappy about not being able to `work’. So when he came to ask why I have not finished telling his story, I had to admit that although the last book has been started people did not seem interested in his story, as it did not contain werewolves, vampires, ghosts, etc., or modern technology and police work;  just sex, gangs, murder and mayhem, in other words good old-fashioned crime.  All the things that were actually happening in London after WW2. The things people did to survive and make money. 

It was not all Mills and Bloom, it was more rackets, murder, gangs and bent coppers (police).  West-end Central was the most notorious police station going. Coppers on the make and take, turning and looking the other way unless things got too bad then grabbing someone to show they were doing something.  There was the odd government agency operating, nothing like Jame Bond, more like removal men, assisting others or their own governments when needed. Well-trained and ruthless killers, assassins if you prefer, but killers all the same.  As Stanley said it was a job, it had to be done and he was paid well, and governments interfering in other countries is no newer than back scratching.  I had to agree with this statement.

Anyway I digress. Stanley is somewhat at a loss as to why the story of a boy’s love for his mum and his protection of her does not appeal, after all it is normal, isn’t it? As for the Escort Agency nothing wrong there and the girls were beautiful, healthy and well looked after.  His reputation saw to that.

So I have told Stanley that the second book is being proofread, and I will be back with him and the others soon.   He did agree about one thing though, Russell is the right choice.

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